Photo by Dani Mac Photography
For Mother’s Day, I honor all women, even those who aren’t mothers in the traditional sense of the word. I wrote this Poem a couple years ago as I struggled with my womanhood and my femininity and tried to sort through the cultural demands and confusions that surround being a woman. I hope you enjoy these words.
Straighten out your blouse
You are so much more
Than an impeccable house
Your worth isn’t wrapped up
In a flawless complexion
Don’t let the world determine your direction
Because it only accepts perfection
Because it only demands attraction
Don’t give this world the satisfaction!
You are not just a body with an accidental brain
You are equal, but unique
And that is not the same!
Woman! Stop trying to be a man
You were created to give life!
Your body to form another soul
And then thrust it forth into the light!
Don’t take that privilege carelessly
For no man can claim that honor
Every child needs to have a mother
You don’t need to strive to be the father.
And don’t believe the lie that if you’re barren
You’re a failure
Because maybe your womb won’t carry a child
But you still have His favor!
Put away that mirror for a minute and listen well
Vanity, frivolity, quantity over quality
Churned out by the mercenary participants of the polity
They want you to be a feminist
But they say feminine is a dirty word
They think it’s weak
Emotional and incompetent
But maybe that’s all they’ve ever heard
Don’t let your heart be governed by a serpent in the grass
Find a worthy gentleman
With some grace
Know that your value isn’t found
Only in your purity
And delight in the knowledge that God made you
A fully sexually passionate being
You are made in His image
And designed for His glory
Given as a partner to the one you’d grow to love
Your life is a miraculous story
Fight the narrative that you aren’t strong
That you aren’t wise
That you don’t belong
For Deborah was a woman
And a prophet
And a judge
And God used Rahab
Also, a woman
No matter who she was
For Esther was a woman
And an emancipator of her people
And God used Hannah
A once barren woman
To raise a prophet
Who’d choose a king
And Miriam was a woman
Who put the lives of her brothers first
And Priscilla was a woman
Who led the early church
For Mary was a woman
And the mother of our Savior
And when God made woman
He said that “it was good”
The moment He first saw her.
You came from the side of a man
Not from his feet so you’re his subordinate
Not from his head so you’re the dominate
But from underneath the protection of his arm
To hold closely
To protect from malicious harm
God chose your body
There is a purpose for your life
Woman! Be who you were born to be
It is in you whom He delights.
This work is copyrighted by Danielle McEntee and not intended for personal use, without permission of the author.